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Trapped
Peace,
Everybody needs it,
but not everybody sees it
We all sprinting for a dolla bill,
curiosity kills, yeah, it probably will
when you sell your soul for fame how do you deal?
187 my competition and then I call it kill.
I'm tryna see the light from this black hole
temper always tight, I'm an asshole
Pressure burst pipes and I know that,
but I'm STRONG and I promise to God I'll never foldback,
Ridin' around the streets like where my tolls at?
intentions of our system strictly are just to hold BACK!
But
I
See
Da
TRAP
Everybody needs it,
but not everybody sees it
We all sprinting for a dolla bill,
curiosity kills, yeah, it probably will
when you sell your soul for fame how do you deal?
187 my competition and then I call it kill.
I'm tryna see the light from this black hole
temper always tight, I'm an asshole
Pressure burst pipes and I know that,
but I'm STRONG and I promise to God I'll never foldback,
Ridin' around the streets like where my tolls at?
intentions of our system strictly are just to hold BACK!
But
I
See
Da
TRAP
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